What is Art? It is the response of mans creative soul to the call of the Real. – Rabindranath Tagore
Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf. – Rabindranath Tagore
What is Art? It is the response of mans creative soul to the call of the Real. – Rabindranath Tagore
Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf. – Rabindranath Tagore
The smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps — does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning. – Rabindranath Tagore
While God waits for His temple to be built of love, men bring stones. – Rabindranath Tagore